Every day the puppet is playing dead

If there is a strong enemy standing opposite, then Yun Zixiao can kill him with a single blow.

But now among the flowers in the mirror, Yun Zixiao was almost helpless.

He can use the sword in his hand to kill vines, but the vines that can be killed are like weeds. After one stubble is wiped out, there will be another stubble, and more and more pollen will be raised, which makes Yun Zixiao's hand holding the sword tremble.

But even so, Yun Zixiao still protected Chong Yu behind him, and he would always strike the sword before Chong Yu.

Chongyu didn't expect that Yun Zixiao could bear it so much, and could find a way to protect him under such circumstances, so he proposed:

"Can't Yujian fly away?"

Run away if you can't fight, this is Chongyu's life creed.

"No."

Yun Zixiao shook his sword, frowned and said,

"I can't hold a sword steady."

On weekdays, Yun Zixiao's expression is indifferent, and his skin is fair;

Now because of allergies, a blush appeared on his face, and there was a little bit of moisture in his always cold eyes, he looked at Yu seriously... couldn't help but look at Yun Zixiao a few more times.

At the beginning, Chong Yu was a face-controlling person, but under the current situation, it is even more impossible for Chong Yu to leave Yun Zixiao and leave.

Although the pollen had no effect on Chongyu, Chongyu still stayed.

Chong Yu supported Yun Zixiao and walked out of the sea of ​​flowers:

"Come on."

The vines in the sea of ​​flowers are naturally unwilling to let their prey go. The rhizomes on the ground arched, forming a fence in an instant, trying to stop Chongyu.

Seeing this scene, Chong Yu subconsciously wanted to chop it off with his sword, but after only one swing, Chong Yu was splashed in the face by the raised pollen.

Chong Yu: "..."

The two had no choice but to back away, Yun Zixiao covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, but even so, Chong Yu who was supporting him could already feel the temperature of the body close to him getting higher, and Yun Zixiao's breathing became more and more intense. It's heavy.

Oops.

Chong Yu gritted his teeth.

Although he is not a doctor, he also knows that severe allergies can kill people.

"I knew this dungeon was disgusting."

Chong Yu looked pained.

This environment debuff reminded him of the previous scene where he lost blood while fighting the boss.

The attack power of the vine spirit here is not strong, but if it continues like this, something will happen sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Chong Yu gritted his teeth, and he asked Yun Zixiao:

"Can you use fire?"

Since there is grass here, what about attacking with fire?

Yun Zixiao coughed a few times, his body was trembling, but his other hand was still holding the sword tightly, he shook his head and said:

"No, there is smoke."

One way to use the flower in the mirror is to light it and inhale the smoke.

If you attack with fire without authorization, the smoke from the sea of ​​flowers will probably bring all the animals in a radius of tens of miles into the illusion.

If fire could be used, Yun Zixiao would have already used it, so there is no need to remind Yu.

This seems to be an unsolvable problem.

Yun Zixiao seemed to have resigned to his fate, his eyes towards Chongyu gradually softened, and he said:

"It's not bad to have me with you this time."

Hearing this, Chong Yu choked.

Others may find this sentence inexplicable, but Chong Yu knows that what Yun Zixiao means is that if he can be with him in this death, it will be a pity for Yun Zixiao.

"What nonsense? I'm not dead yet."

Chong Yu stepped on Yun Zixiao's foot violently, deliberately leaving a black footprint on Yun Zixiao's white shoes.

In Yun Zixiao's surprised expression, Chong Yu pinched Yun Zixiao's chin and smiled domineeringly:

"You wait."

After speaking, Chong Yu let go of Yun Zixiao, and he stood in front of Yun Zixiao.

Yun Zixiao looked at Chong Yu's back. He covered his chest and tried his best to adjust his breathing. His silver-gray pupils reflected a small figure, and at the same time, there was an indistinct color flickering in the depths of his pupils. off off.

"Hey."

Chong Yu walked out from Yun Zixiao's side and stood in front of Yun Zixiao, he was not trying to show his strength.

He looked at the huge vine revealing his true body in the distance, and sighed.

He didn't really want to use that trick if he could.

Chong Yu suddenly turned the tip of the sword and pointed it at his chest.

On the other side, Yun Zixiao was still waiting, wanting to see what method Chongyu used, but he didn't expect that when he saw Chongyu "self-mutilate", he suddenly lost his usual demeanor and almost screamed involuntarily. stand up:

"Chong Yu!!!"

Yun Zixiao's eyes were anxious, he stood up staggeringly, tried his best to support himself, and wanted to rush over quickly and snatch the sword from Chong Yu's hand.

But what can you do with that little time?

Under Yun Zixiao's desperate eyes, Chong Yu plunged the sword directly into his chest.

"Click"

There was a soft bang, as if something had broken.

It was not the sound of flesh and blood being cut by a sharp knife.

Yun Zixiao stopped his movements, his breathing stagnated for a second.

Chong Yu pulled out the sword again, a little blood flowed from his chest, but not much, and then, under Yun Zixiao's unbelievable eyes, Chong Yu reached out and inserted his hand into the wound on his chest Inside, something seems to be caught——

The whole process obviously only took a few seconds, but in Yun Zixiao's eyes, it seemed like tens of thousands of years had passed.

Yun Zixiao could recall every movement of Chong Yu stretching his hand into his chest, he could remember every subtle expression of Chong Yu.

When Chongyu took his hand out of the chest wound again, he was holding a handful of golden flames in his hand.

The golden flame was burning quietly in Chong Yu's palm, it was so docile that you couldn't see it at all. It was the "underworld fire" that could devour everything.

Not caring about the wound on his chest, and not having another hand to pull on his clothes, Chong Yu smiled gratifiedly when he saw that he had succeeded in taking out the fire from his body:

"Okay, now there is a way."

Chongyu's idea is very simple. Since ordinary fire cannot destroy the flower in the mirror, then the dark fire that can directly devour everything must be able to.

When he used Yuan Wuxin as a pillow before, he absorbed part of the dark fire from Yuan Wuxin, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy now.

Chongyu was already familiar with his puppet status now, he didn't even think about how weird and shocking his series of actions just now were to a person who didn't know what was going on.

After saying this, Chongyu threw the golden flame in his hand towards the flowers under his feet.

The little golden flame landed on the vine next to it, and after breaking away from Chongyu's control, it immediately revealed its brutal nature——

A single spark can start a prairie fire. When a golden flame encounters a spiritual plant full of spiritual power, it is like a hungry wolf encountering the smell of blood. With a "crash", it rapidly expands and burns, and instantly blows all the flowers in the mirror along the vines. All lit.

The flower in the mirror, which already possessed wisdom, was burned by the fire of the underworld. It wailed endlessly, trying to escape and spray pollen, but the fire of the underworld could devour everything. It stuck to the vines like tarsus maggots, eroding bit by bit. Into the body, even the pollen is not spared.

Rather than saying that the golden flame is burning, it is better to say that it is bit by bit, eating away the entire flower in the mirror.

This is the frightening thing about hellfire.

It cannot be extinguished, and it uses spiritual power as fuel.

The underworld fire burned for a full quarter of an hour, and burned all the nearby spiritual plants, leaving only a barren land.

After "eating" all the spiritual plants, the dark fire gradually gathered, and in mid-air it turned back into the small, seemingly harmless "golden flame" before, burning quietly, as if waiting for its master to put the It was picked up.

"This little thing is quite smart."

Chongyu was very surprised that Minghuo could change back by himself, and he was prepared that he would not be able to take it back.

For some reason, that group of small golden flames, which were cruel in nature, became very cute in Chong Yu's eyes at this moment.

Chong Yu stepped forward and carefully held the little golden flame ball in his palm again.

The dark fire, which was so ferocious before, is very cute in the palm of Chongyu at this moment. It does not move, and the temperature is just right, so that it will not burn Chongyu's hand. From the outside, it is impossible to tell that it is a ball of flames.

Chong Yu was quite surprised, he squeezed the golden flame in his hand, and then put the flame back into his chest.

It is strange to say that the body temperature of the puppet is very low. Chongyu has not felt the beating heart in his chest all year round, and sometimes he can even hallucinate that his chest is cold;

However, at the moment when he put that small golden flame into his chest cavity today, Chongyu felt the inside of his chest cavity warm for a long time.

It was as if a heart that hadn't beat for a long time suddenly beat.

This feeling was really strange, Chong Yu covered her heart and took a long breath.

Here, Chong Yu was still amazed at the strange feeling in his body at that moment, before he had time to recollect it, he was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by a strong force and pulled back suddenly.

Following this force, Chong Yu turned back, and as soon as he turned around, he faced Yun Zixiao's angry and desperate eyes.

Unwell due to allergies, Yun Zixiao had exhausted his strength a long time ago, but he held Chongyu's shoulders so hard that Chongyu could hear his shoulders creaking.

"why?"

Yun Zixiao gritted his teeth and asked.

Inside the normally indifferent silver-gray pupils, there were gradually more and more blood lines, almost making Yun Zixiao's pupils look red.

Chong Yu froze for a moment, he finally realized that what he did just now was not something that one person could bear.

In the eyes of someone like Yun Zixiao who doesn't know what's going on, his actions just now are almost repeating the scene of his death.

"I am fine."

Chong Yu said.

But Yun Zixiao obviously didn't believe it. He stared fixedly at the wound on Chongyu's chest, trying to see clearly what was going on inside through that small wound.

Chong Yu saw Yun Zixiao bit his lip, with bright red blood flowing from the corner of his lip, as if he was punishing himself, he was silent for a few seconds, and finally told Yun Zixiao the truth cruelly.

"I am indeed dead."

Chongyu said, "However, I have come to life in another way. I am now a living puppet."

The two were very close, and Chong Yu saw that after he told Yun Zixiao the truth, Yun Zixiao's pupils shrank for a second.

"impossible."

With a pale face, Yun Zixiao said,

"There is no way to resurrect the dead in this world."

There really is no way to resurrect the dead in this world.

When the body is dead, it is dead. Even if the soul finds another body to live in, after a long time, the body as a container still has to reject the soul that does not belong to it.

The compatibility between the soul and the body is the most difficult problem for those who try to resurrect from the dead.

Every body in this world corresponds to only one soul. After the soul is gone, the body will be corrupted. It is impossible for a person to live well after returning from a dead body.

This is the truth, so when Yuan Wuxin tried to revive Chongyu, Yuan Wuxin didn't choose a physical body, but made a puppet body for Chongyu with the trees of Huangquandao.

The body of a puppet is a forbidden technique, and only Chongyu, who has the talent of "reincarnation of an artifact" and the trees growing in Huangquandao, can barely be regarded as "alive".

Seeing that Yun Zixiao didn't believe it, Chong Yu didn't continue talking, he waited patiently for Yun Zixiao to digest what he just said.

Yun Zixiao murmured for a while, and after a while, he calmed down.

He let go of Chongyu's shoulder, turned around, and turned his back to Chongyu.

After a long time, Yun Zixiao said:

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Chong Yu shook his head:

"I didn't this time."

"Enough, I'm so stupid, I would believe what a demon said."

Yun Zixiao still turned his back to Chong Yu, so Chong Yu couldn't see Yun Zixiao's expression when he spoke.

"Yun Zixiao..."

Chong Yu is not stupid, he heard a tremor in Yun Zixiao's voice, he knew that what he said just now was a big blow to Yun Zixiao——

Yun Zixiao still thought that he could have survived.

Even if he died, he should leave in peace, instead of being made into something that recognizes ghosts or ghosts.

"You are my demon."

Yun Zixiao murmured.

He suddenly waved his hand and drew out his sword, then Yun Zixiao stepped on the flying sword, still facing Chong Yu with his back, and said:

"There is nothing here that can threaten you."

Chong Yu:?

He looked at Yun Zixiao floating in the air, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You're my demon...I need to get rid of you."

Yun Zixiao paused, he said.

As soon as he finished speaking, under Chong Yu's gaze, Yun Zixiao turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Chong Yu: "..."

After more than ten seconds, Chongyu realized a fact.

He was dumped by Yun Zixiao.

Thinking of this, Chongyu couldn't help but think of the day in the game when he suddenly said goodbye to Yun Zixiao without saying goodbye.

At the beginning, he also walked so simply.

"Is this... the way of heaven and reincarnation?"

Chong Yu was at a loss for a moment, then looked up in the direction Yun Zixiao left.

However, in the current situation, Chong Yu didn't intend to let Yun Zixiao go just like that.

"Since you think I'm a demon, then I have to do what a demon will do."

Chong Yu straightened her clothes slowly, and then showed a malicious smile.

Demon, where is it so easy to get rid of?

The author has something to say:

How to put it this way, the most terrible thing about Chongyu is that he always speaks truth and falsehood, so many people think he is lying, but he is telling the truth, and when he thinks about it later, he just... Especially sour.

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I love and hate Chong Yu because you know he lied to you, but you also know he is right;

You know he's right, but you know he's lying to you.